Empress Nuwa Has an Idea! Why Are There No Little People in the Human Path?

The security problem in the underworld was easily solved by Lin Shen's ingenious idea of "day shifts and night shifts".

The "Ghost Gate Pass of Hell" in Cangwu and the "Shadow Net" in Xuanming, one in the light and one in the dark, together construct a new iron curtain of order.

Before the Ghost Gate Pass, the figure of Cangwu stood like Primordial Divine Mountain, suppressing all ages.

Any ghost that dares to misbehave will feel an invisible mountain pressing down on its soul the moment it is swept by his calm and unwavering eyes, instantly becoming as docile as a newly hatched quail.

Within the underworld, Xuanming's countless shadowy clones lurk in the shadows of every corner.

Whenever the thought of arguing or fighting arises, a cold little hand will reach out from the shadows of the parties involved and gently pat them.

That malicious thought melted away like ice and snow, never to coalesce again.

The entire operation of the underworld has once again reached a new level.

The departed souls enjoyed the novel experience, as well as a sense of absolute fairness and peace.

Everything seemed so thriving.

However, amidst this vibrant scene, there was a stunningly beautiful figure who remained steadfastly standing beside the slowly Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk of Reincarnation.

Nuwa.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she had something on her mind.

While the other Sage were busily planning their own "underworld businesses," she remained unmoved.

Her entire focus was on the six vortexes of reincarnation that exhaled different auras.

Their gaze lingered longest, especially on the vortex called "humanity."

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk was "created" by her and Lin Shen together; her understanding of this treasure far surpasses that of others.

She could sense it clearly.

The heavens are bathed in celestial light, where gods, immortals, and celestial maidens stroll.

The Asura Path is filled with a fierce Battle Intent, and its inhabitants are both warlike and handsome.

The Animal Path a place where birds and beasts run rampant, and all living beings compete for dominion.

In the Hungry Ghost Path, enormous-bellied, greedy souls roar, their desires insatiable.

In the Hell Path, sinful souls wail in agony, and punishments are gruesome.

This "humanity" is the only thing that is empty.

It depicts the vast world of Mortal World, portraying joys and sorrows, the mundane details of daily life, and the rise and fall of emperors and generals.

It possesses the most complex and captivating "script".

Unfortunately, this script doesn't have a true protagonist.

All the souls that are given to humanity, after reincarnation, may become a thinking tree, a spiritual rock, or a Qingfeng that can sense joy and sorrow.

They will experience the myriad flavors of life in all sorts of bizarre ways.

But ultimately, they are not "human".

"Humanity" is meaningless.

In Nuwa's view, this was a great deficiency, a structural incompleteness.

It's like a stunning ink wash landscape painting, complete with mountains, water, and clouds, but it's forgotten to add the finishing touch of a fisherman or woodcutter.

The entire painting then lost its soul.

Just as Nuwa was deep in thought, a fluffy little head came closer.

"Sister Nuwa, what are you looking at?"

Lin Shen finished eating the last "chicken leg flavored" spirit fruit and was idly strolling around when he saw Nuwa standing alone in a daze, so he curiously ran over.

Nuwa was brought back to her senses by the voice. Looking at Lin Shen's clean little face, a thought suddenly popped into her head.

Perhaps, she should ask him this question that has troubled her for so long.

She extended her jade-like finger, pointing to the vortex of Mortal World affairs, her tone becoming exceptionally gentle.

"Lin Shen, my sister is looking at that whirlpool, and she feels like something's missing; it's not fun."

"Um?"

Following Nuwa's guidance, Lin Shen stared wide-eyed with curiosity, carefully peering into the vortex of "humanity."

He saw magnificent cities and wide streets.

There was no one in the city, and only the wind swirled in the streets.

He then saw fields of golden wheat and villages with smoke rising from their chimneys.

There were no farmers working in the wheat fields, and no children playing in the village.

A huge, empty feeling suddenly gripped Lin Shen's heart.

"Yes!"

Lin Shen's little face scrunched up; this was the first time he had shown an "unhappy" expression since arriving in the underworld.

"Why aren't there any little people in here?"

He pouted and complained, clearly dissatisfied.

"This house is so much fun, but it's not fun at all without little ones to play with!"

Nuwa looked at him, a meaningful smile spreading across her beautiful face.

Instead of answering, she asked, "What kind of little figures do you think we should put in this fun house, Lin Shen?"

"Um..."

Lin Shen's little brain immediately started working at lightning speed.

He remembered the picture books Human Book he had read.

He thought that these little people definitely couldn't be covered in flames like Uncle Zhurong, otherwise they would burn the house down.

We shouldn't splash water like Uncle Gonggong, or we'll make the floor all wet.

They should...

"They have to be beautiful!" Lin Shen's eyes sparkled.

"It should be like Second Master's Jade Ruyi, white and smooth, and feel very comfortable to touch!"

"They also need to be very smart! Like Uncle Fuxi, they need to be able to draw lots and lots of beautiful pictures!"

"They also need to be really good at cooking! Like Brother Qiankun, they need to be able to roast fragrant sweet potatoes!"

"The most important point!"

Lin Shen suddenly raised a chubby little finger and said loudly in a tone as if declaring the truth.

"They need to be really good at having fun! Like Third Master, they need to be able to come up with lots and lots of fun games!"

He bestowed upon those unborn little ones everything he considered the best in the world.

Listening to Lin Shen's "design blueprint," which was full of childlike innocence yet subtly aligned with the Origin of the Great Dao, Nuwa's mind suddenly became clear.

The fog that had shrouded the Sage's Heart was completely dispelled.

She understood.

She knew what kind of race she should create.

This race does not need the power to move mountains and fill seas, nor does it need an indestructible body.

But they must possess the most delicate emotions to experience the full spectrum of human emotions.

They must possess the most brilliant minds to create a magnificent civilization and art.

They must possess the most skillful hands to cultivate, to build, and to adorn this vast land with even greater vitality.

They will be the most perfectly "humane" inhabitants.

They will be the true protagonists of this world!

A surge of energy originating from the Origin of the Great Dao creation resounded within Nuwa's Sage's Heart, transforming into boundless creative power!

She no longer hesitated.

She turned around, looked deeply into Lin Shen, and smiled the most tender and radiant smile of her life.

That smile carried a hint of motherly love and the supreme glory of the creator.

"Good."

"Now, I'll take you to make some of the most beautiful and fun little people in the world."

She extended her hand to Lin Shen, offering an ancient and sacred invitation.

"Let's go play in the mud!"